weirdo
I'm starting to think I'm a bit of a weirdo (read: "You were always a weirdo, Phoebs").
I had the craziest dream last night and when I half-woke up I told myself that I would write about it later. But then I fell back asleep and when I woke up for real I forgot what the dream was about. The effects were still there; I knew I had reacted strongly to the dream but I just could not remember what it was about. All I was left with was a garbled *concoction* of strange feelings I couldn't explain. And it really pissed me off that I couldn't remember why I felt the way I did.
I'm thinking life has gotten so much less captivating for me lately that I'm pouncing on any chance I can get to feel. It's not enough for me to just be content or a little bit annoyed - I want to be really depressed, completely heartbroken or otherwise ecstatic and glowing.
On the other hand, I am starting to scare myself with the way I've been so whiney and emo lately. Regardless of whatever, I'm glad to be alive. So, I'll just shut up now.
On to the lighter stuff...
Interesting fact of the day: The legal drinking age in Ontario is 19. I did not know that.
AND. I really want to go see the concerts at Kool Haus in November, but I don't want to be pathetic and go alone. Then again, I usually do everything else alone, so I guess it wouldn't be too bad. And it's a small-ish venue. I've never been to a concert alone, though...
I had the craziest dream last night and when I half-woke up I told myself that I would write about it later. But then I fell back asleep and when I woke up for real I forgot what the dream was about. The effects were still there; I knew I had reacted strongly to the dream but I just could not remember what it was about. All I was left with was a garbled *concoction* of strange feelings I couldn't explain. And it really pissed me off that I couldn't remember why I felt the way I did.
I'm thinking life has gotten so much less captivating for me lately that I'm pouncing on any chance I can get to feel. It's not enough for me to just be content or a little bit annoyed - I want to be really depressed, completely heartbroken or otherwise ecstatic and glowing.
On the other hand, I am starting to scare myself with the way I've been so whiney and emo lately. Regardless of whatever, I'm glad to be alive. So, I'll just shut up now.
On to the lighter stuff...
Interesting fact of the day: The legal drinking age in Ontario is 19. I did not know that.
AND. I really want to go see the concerts at Kool Haus in November, but I don't want to be pathetic and go alone. Then again, I usually do everything else alone, so I guess it wouldn't be too bad. And it's a small-ish venue. I've never been to a concert alone, though...